Chapter 4 Annabella, the Grand which & Lycan King

My first shift.

The day starts like all my other days, waking up before everyone in the house to be able to use the bathroom, start the laundry and start breakfast.

The morning time is the only time I feel at peace, the sun rising and the birds chirping warms my insides, today the sky looks so clear and blue.

No clouds, birds nothing, just an empty sky with bright morning sun.

The blueberry pancake batter hits the pan leaving a delicious small roaming around the kitchen, the grease from the bacon matching with the smell of freshly cooked eggs is heaven.

I set the table and have my breakfast first as I usually do, then wash my dishes and plate my mother, father, and younger brothers' food.

They come out from their rooms one by one, taking their seats and without hesitation begin digging in, my brother looks over at me and smiles.

Father says his often grumpy thank you and mother, well, she typically spears me a glance and continues with her meal.

The atmosphere changes suddenly.

It was strange at first the sudden shift going on inside me, but I pay it no mind I concluded that I was being paranoid, or maybe I would rather not be beaten today, so my body began behaving weirdly.

Hendrix asked me a question about one of his toys he asked me to fix, and I replied as I normally do,

GROWL!

A loud growl escapes my lips, and I'm thrown back, my body falls flat to the floor leaving me in pain, I stand to my feet and begin screaming, bawling, why the hell is going on with me?

My bones are popping and cracking, snapping in and out against my soft skin as I feel it glide and slide its way into places that it shouldn't be, it's as if my body structure was changing.

Then it hit me, I was shifting, I was having my first shift at the age of fourteen, a year earlier than normal kids.

I'm screaming and moving in all different directions, trying to find something that would give me leverage, something that would help hold me up. Nothing.

I drop to the floor once the transformation was over, a beautiful white wolf, pure white fur with black eyes. Lay before me.

Thinking the worst was over, I tried relaxing in my wolf form and thought maybe father would feel sorry for me and come to my aid, I even thought mother would.

But instead, I was beaten, mother grabbed the broom and started beating me with it, screaming

“You ruined my breakfast, can you not look for attention just for one day.”?

She didn't stop, not until she drew blood, not tell beads of sweat were running down her face and dripping on the floor, but most of all not before she was satisfied.

That was the first time my father ever stopped her from beating me, once he got her under control he took me upstairs to my room and laid me on the bed.

He left and came back with a basin full of water and a cloth. He wiped most of the blood away, and once he finished helping as much as he could or as much as he wanted, he left me there.

Mother came in afterward, holding a wall mirror up in front of me as I lay in my wolf form,

“ look at you, you're not white anymore, and if you shift ever again I'll make sure you look like this once more.”

The cries of my wolf were muffled and so was mine, to protect myself and her I decided to never shift, it doesn't matter whether they were around or not. I would never shift again.

She allowed me to return to my human form which was also painful, I tried moving but couldn't, my legs were both broken.

I cried for help every day for two days, laying in my urine until one day my parents left and Hendrix came to my room and helped me.

He couldn't do much, he nearly tripped with the basin of water multiple times.

He begged his father to take me to the hospital, and he did, I had many broken bones.

But nothing hurt more than having to part ways with a part of me, nothing hurt more than having to part ways with

Dazy, my white wolf.

I'm pulled back to reality when I hear a sniffle coming from the corner of the room, Alonso is looking at me and his eyes look as if they're filled with water.

“Hmm… Right, you take the right side, and I'll take the left. It's easier for my father to help me get into bed when I'm on the left.”

He rolls away and stops behind his desk opening a book and starts reading, wiping the tears from my eyes, I stand up from the couch and head towards the bed.

BUMP!

My foot hits the leg of the coffee table and the little vase drops and smashed into pieces. His book slams shut, and he comes over face hard as a stone.

“ I'm sorry.”

“ Maybe if you pay attention to your surroundings you wouldn't have two apologies, perhaps you couldn't have been beaten with that broom either.” he paused,

“I'll be more careful.”

The next morning I woke up at my usual time five thirty, Alonso was still asleep so I slowly and quietly got off the bed and went to the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, I just sit there allowing the water to beat on my body, tears filling my eyes as I let out a silent scream that if it was loud, the entire pack would hear it.

A thud outside catches my attention. I ran out of the bathroom to find a wolf on the floor stretched out, front paws fine but back paws just lifeless on the floor.

He turns in my direction, tears in his eyes and a gloomy facial expression.

“Hello, I'm Morpheus.”

SOMEWHERE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD.

THE GRAND WITCH AND THE LYCAN KING.

Ivy, the grand witch is tall, slim, but curvy with long red hair and a beautiful mole in the top-right corner of her mouth.

The most feared creature to walk the mystical world and the human realm is as beautiful as a picture and as deadly as her name, poisonous.

She walks with elegance and prudence but could speak a curse that would leave you both lost and confused, shattered and broken but most of all deeply in love.

That's how I ended up here in this situation I am in now, losing everything and everyone closest to me.

Leaving me alone, depending on her for love, on her to put a stop to my lust, and on her to fill me up when I’m empty to stick me back together when I'm broken.

I should have known that something was wrong, that something didn't quite fit together perfectly, no matter how many times Althea would beg me to look closer and pay attention.

But I didn't, I was blinded by love and the thing us werewolves cherish most, a bond.

The bond pulls two individuals together and locks their fate.

The bond that traps us werewolves, and the bond that's impossible to break without pain and heartbreak.

The mate bond a gift from the moon goddess herself, and look where it's left me, in a room filled with spells that no one could break, no one but the grand witch herself.

I tried using my wolf, Hayden, but he isn't strong enough to break the spell or the chains I've been shackled two for the past nine years.

The heavy metal door opens, cutting me from my thoughts and bringing me back to the present.

The heels of ivy's shoes knocked against the tiled floor, sending me back to that very night, the night me and Althea had returned from our mission. The night I lost the one I truly loved, even though we weren't mates.

Even though she was a maid, a servant to the royals, she was always more than that to me. She was my sunshine, my happiness, but most of all she was my Althea, my love.

“The time is nearing, my love.” her finger are trailing over my shoulder and up my chin,

“Finally, everything I have worked hard for would be mine.”

“Work, you've never worked a day in your life.” I scuff,

“I'd let you have your sly remarks today, mainly because I've managed to do the one thing you thought I couldn't, or you hoped I couldn't.”

I look up at her, not her face or her body, but her eyes. I look up into her eyes, emerald green eyes with a hint of blue that I love so much, that I could always tell when she was lying because of the way her pupils would move.

But she was not lying, not this time, she found it, she found the one thing I hoped I hid away so well that she wouldn't be able to put her fingers on, the only thing I have left.

“You do all you want, try whatever you like, but I just have to give you this one warning, take it as a hint.” I smiled,

She paused, standing in front of me wearing a green two-piece laundry set that matches her eyes.

Hayden, my wolf howled on the inside seeing his mate looking like that.

“You may.”

“ Every precious gem, be it young or old, has a protector, the protector looks weak on the outside but deep down inside he or she is a force to be reckoned with.”

“Ha…. Like yours, what’s his name…. Beta Bent…”

“You're not allowed to call his name.”

“Haha, haha.” She laughs like a maniac.

“Have you ever heard the phrase: who laughs last has the best laugh?”

“No, I haven't, but I like it.” She walks over to me and gets down to my level, her fingers are rubbing against my cheek and her eyes are looking into mine.

Her arousal begins filling the room, and I can’t help but inhale the sweet scent of the love position that she used on me many years ago, the love potion that trapped me.

“ I'm going to have my way with you tonight, my love, and don't try anything stupid like you did the last time. I'm not desiring a fight.”

“Is that why you have me here, to screw me whenever you like.”

“That and for you to see my uprising, for you to witness my kind be treated as equals and not be used to do others' dirty work. But most of all for you to see me be Queen.”

Her lips smashed against mine, covering my mouth as her hand gripped a handful of my hair pulling on it, I try fighting, try pulling away.

“Don't fight.”

I couldn't, no matter how much I wanted to, no matter how many times I tried.

“Ahhhhhhhjh.”

A soft moan escaped her lips as she positioned herself on my length, riding to her heart's content, kissing, and screaming my name as she satisfies both our needs.

When it's all said and done, she stands to her feet and turns to leave.

“ I love you,” I shout,

She stops, turns around, and looks at me.

“And I love you… but I’m still going to kill her, I’m still going to kill princess willow.”

“Please…” I beg.

“ I’ll send someone to clean you up, and please don’t sleep with the help again. It would only end badly for you, not her.”

The door slams shut, and I'm in darkness once again.